The 'Moon Sea Highway' is actually a horse road that adventurers and mercenaries can pass quickly without being dragged down by the sprawling primeval jungles and mountains.

But the Moonsea Highway is not the only road in the Tifanton area, similarly, there is also a horse road that runs from south to north, straight through the Valley of the Shadows, and finally reaches the banks of the River Theis. However, the desert caravan was right, the horse path through the Valley of Shadows was very dangerous, not to mention the spider nest forest full of monsters, and those evil drow elves who gradually increased in number may not know from which cave to attack the carchant.

However, the safety of the 'Moonsea Highway' is only relatively speaking, and after passing the canyon, the road is surrounded by dense forests. This ancient forest stretching out from Comanso is dominated by tall oak and maple trees, and the overlapping canopies look like high-rise buildings, but instead of the gray and white of reinforced concrete, the view is verdant green.

The merchant group camped on the edge of the forest, just on the open space on the side of the road, where there are traces of other mercenary groups and merchant groups, the land has been specially renovated, flat and dry, there are few ants and insects, and the field of vision is relatively broad, so it is the most suitable place to settle here.

In fact, there is still about an hour before sunset, but the merchant group camped early, just because the road in the forest was too dangerous after dark.

Although it is still a day's journey from the heart of Comanso, Charles learned from the conversations of some desert merchants and caravan guards that according to recent information, Drow elves have also appeared in the forests outside Comanso, as if just a few days ago, a mercenary group wanted to go to the elven court to dig gold. Encountered a Dark Elf raider. Heavy casualties.

And in addition. The elusive drow elves of the forest are just one of the dangers, and the other group, the 'Dark-Blooded People', is also threatening any creature on the 'Moonsea Highway'.

The 'Black Blood People' refers to the beasts who believe in Mara. These beasts may be boar people, bat people, or werewolves, but in short, they follow the teachings of Mara. Sometimes they indulge in their animal nature, and hunt all the intelligent creatures in their territory wildly.

In the mountains south of the Moon Sea Highway, there are some beast tribes scattered around, and no one knows when these beast people will run down the mountain to attack the merchant group.

At sunset, the caravan camped and food began to be distributed, and even the Charr team received a bag of hot drinks and a roll of dried meat wrapped in oilcloth from a guard, which seemed to be the special care of the businesswoman Via.

Specially boiled hot beverages in sheepskin bags. In the mouth, there is a rich flavor, like chocolate. Charles couldn't stand it after taking half a sip. Hurriedly drank a few sips of water.

Bitter.

But it's also fragrant.

It's like a drink made from pure cocoa powder. Halfway through his stomach, Charles suddenly felt a surge of strength in his body and limbs, as if a priest had cast a magic spell on him, which was amazing.

"Probably an alchemical energy drink."

Charles didn't bother, because with his current 'knowledge' skills, it seemed that he couldn't identify the drink for the time being.

The scale of the merchant group is very large, even if you remove the player guards, those aboriginal guards have more than a hundred people, so many big men gather together, of course it is not enough to just gnaw on cold and hard jerky and dry food, Patrick organized three hunting squads, each team has experienced rangers and wanderers, so that the team will not hunt for fresh food at the same time, unknowingly become a meal for other monsters.

"Hey, Pastor, do you want to come along?"

Charles was setting up a tent with Mahi and Miss Noble, and several Desert Alliance players came over to say hello.

The man who spoke was a male wanderer with the ID name 'Desert Pit Viper', who smiled in a very relaxed tone, "Our team is also going to try our luck in the forest. ”

"Didn't Patrick organize a hunting party?" Charles paused and wondered.

"Hey, the hunting party?" The warrior player 'Desert Bullfrog' glared at him with a look of incredulity, "You're not waiting for that group of NPCs to bring food, are you?" Brother, I advise you to stop dreaming, and obediently find food by yourself, there is no human rights without rank. Where can the aborigines afford us players. ”

The corners of Charles' mouth twitched, squinting at the hot drink and beef jerky that had been placed in the tent, and he didn't intend to tell the cruel truth. In fact, the caravan had just set up camp and brought food over. It's just that you don't.

"Go?" Once again, the wanderer 'Desert Pit Viper' issued a strong invitation.

"Huh......" Charles glanced over and saw that there were only five members of the Desert Alliance, "where is the priestess of your team?" ”

"There's something urgent, it's offline."

The 'Desert Bullfrog' pouted and explained, "Even if she is online, she will not act with us." That's a real lady, and I can't afford to offend. ”

After a moment's deep groaning, Charles reached out in a friendly manner, shook hands with the team's leader, the 'Desert Silver Fox', and said with a smile: "I've been bored after a day of walking, so I just went out to vent." ”

The team's three tents have been set up, and the follow-up precautions have been taken over by the merchant group, so Charles doesn't have to worry about it. However, before leaving, he still deliberately told the female blood to take care of the noble lady, after all, there are many people in the merchant group, and the fish and dragons are mixed, and Cathy's lack of adventure experience is easy to be deceived by those old fritters.

"Ding, Ogmar's priest. Charles] to join the team. ”

With this prompt, it means that the player hunting team is officially full.

Charles followed the Desert Alliance into the forest.

During this time, he was observing the desert players. Entering the team, his level information was bound to be exposed, but when he saw his "lv15" avatar information, the surprise of several people in the 'Desert Alliance' quickly subsided.

"Brother, aren't there a lot of four-ring priests above the twelfth level of Cormier?"

The team groped through the forest, and the Wanderer and Ranger went out to follow the trail of the beast, leaving the warriors, priests, and spellcasters in place. 'Desert Bullfrog' pulled over the topic, glanced at the empty guild information in the Shire's character profile in surprise, and asked.

Maybe the 'Desert Bullfrog' thinks that a wild man who does not belong to the guild can be promoted to level fifteen at will, then the development speed of this Cormier player is too terrifying.

Captain 'Desert Silver Fox' had a twinkle in his eyes, and it was clear that he was also very concerned about this issue.

"Nope." Charles smiled, "Cormier's Four-Ring Priest is quite rare, in fact, I am from the 'Twilight Blade', but I have hidden information. ”

"Ah, Twilight Blade......"

The desert bullfrog grinned, revealing a "I see" expression.

The name of the Grand Guild is very useful. The 'Desert Silver Fox' also smiled slightly, "No wonder. There are only a dozen of the Four Rings Priests of our Desert Alliance, and if it were the 'Twilight Blade', it would be estimated that it would be two or three times that number. ”

"More than a dozen four-ring priests ......"

Charles' heart was awe-inspiring. The Priest of the Fourth Ring is the priest who has unlocked the fourth layer of the magic net at level lv12, and as far as he knows, there are only two or three priests of this level in 'Twilight Blade'.

Even if the words of the 'desert silver fox' are mixed with a lot of water, it is worth being vigilant.

Now it is becoming more and more difficult to gather information on the official website forum, after all, the big guild and the fixed team have always kept their news tight. Most of the posts from players in different regions are flooded with boasts, and a very small number of real and useful posts will also sink to the bottom of the sea.

Therefore, the information of other regions, Charles needs to be personally scouted in the game to obtain. The 'Desert Silver Fox' also had a similar idea, and just now the two sides came to a vague verbal temptation. (To be continued......)